C217
C217
The Li family cultivator who had fallen to the ground retreated a dozen steps before suddenly raising his sword horizontally in front of his throat. He complained in extreme grief and indignation, "I can't stand you guys any longer!"
With that, he committed suicide.
Zhao E was stunned.
Cheng Qing shook his head and walked towards the medicinal field. As long as this Li family cultivator wasn't a fool, he knew that he wouldn't be able to live through today. Slicing his own life was also a way of dying, at least without listening to Cheng Qing and Zhao E Mei talking about it.
"Cheng Qing!" Stop right there! " Zhao E turned around with a murderous look on her face.
Cheng Qing ran.
"… …"
Under Li Muzhao's diligent management, the sect grew rapidly.
After the war on the Long Street, the An Tian Sect and the Zhao Family had reached a temporary agreement. Since the Zhao Family no longer sought trouble with the An Tian Sect, the An Tian Sect was undoubtedly able to gain a foothold in the South City.
The six cultivation families who had been severely injured by Cheng Qing in the battle on the Long Street were originally resentful and resentful. When they saw that Cheng Qing was no longer in the An Heavenly Sect, they took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. However, after the few waves of ambushers disappeared, they finally knew that without Cheng Qing, the An Tian Sect would still be hard to mess with.
Thus, with the Zhao Family taking care of them, and the Southern City's cultivators not being able to do anything to the Tranquil Sky Sect on the surface, and the fact that the sneak attack would never come back, the families had no choice but to give up on the idea of finding trouble with the Tranquil Sky Sect.
In fact, only a portion of the families wanted to cause trouble for the An Tian Sect. After all, the strength Cheng Qing had displayed during the war on the Long Street had left a shadow on the small and medium-sized cultivation families of the Southern City. They were also afraid that Cheng Qing would take revenge on them upon his return from the Cloud Mist Mountain.
In the two months since Cheng Qing had entered Cloud Mist Mountain, Lin Xin's life had become very simple. Besides training, he had also been in a daze.
She did not need to intervene in the management of the Tranquil Sky Sect, nor did she have the heart to busy herself with other matters. For her, quickly raising her strength was the most important, because Cheng Qing's steps were simply too fast.
As the lanterns began to light up, Lin Xin finished her boring training. She walked up to the window and looked at the brightly lit street in silence.
In the past, when she was still a pancake vendor, she rarely set foot on this main street, as it was too busy for her and the others to handle. She and Cheng Qing only moved about in the alleys and alleys, where everything they needed was only the fuel and fuel they could afford.
And now, in the short span of a few months, the bustling street that she had stood on many times before and could only see from afar had been stepped on by her. They were the masters of the Tranquil Sky Sect and the Funing Street.
Looking back, as if in a dream, all reality was within reach, only the past could not be touched, only in the heart of the one who missed it.
Lin Xin was still very young. She was just a young girl in her prime, yet the sudden appearance of the silver mountain did not make her feel as happy or at a loss as her peers. She did not even pay attention to the treasury of the An Tian Sect, because she had never placed it in her eyes.
From the beginning to the end, what she wanted was to have a peaceful and simple life with that guy.
It wasn't easy to feel at ease while standing on a busy street, and An Xin was not a simple person either.
A few days ago, people from the Zhao Family arrived with people from the Mayor's family. They said that they too had cultivators who went to the secret realm where Cheng Qing and the others went, but they had yet to return.